The Last Day

It is a cloudy day in June, and the temperature has fallen below the freezing point.
The chill bites into my bones and cracks my fingertips.
I taste the salt that drips from my nose, as it runs from my eyes.
Dinner is gulfed down like there’ll be no more meals.

 

I want to run away from this world
and run away from myself.
I want to run towards the sun
even if I will melt in its heat.

If I were to disappear
I would not leave a trace.
I would vanish like I had never ever existed.
I don’t need anyone’s mourning after my death
nor anyone’s sympathy
I would leave like I had never come.

Nobody can’t live without me,
and time will take away the tears.
Without me, the world will still be the same.

I don’t want to leave anything behind,
as everything is stained.
Unfortunately I can’t erase the past.
I can’t destroy the world,
nor can I destroy myself.
I can only move forward like a zombie.

My stomach feels knotted
and my clenching hands are cold.
I try my hardest to breathe
the vitality in the air.

 

末日
六月的 大阴天 气温跌破了冰点
刺到骨里的寒意 冻裂了指尖
我嘴里 有点咸 是鼻子代替了眼
晚饭又 狼吞虎咽 好像没有明天

我好想逃离这世界
好想逃离 我自己
朝太阳 方向奔跑 就算被融解

如果我要消失不见
要消失得完完全全
好像我从来没有存在
我不要死后的悼念
也不要谁的可怜
离开就像从没出现

没有谁离不了了谁
时间会带走眼泪
失去了我的世界 不会有改变

不想留下一丝一片
一丝一片都是污点
只可惜我擦不掉过去
我不能毁灭这世界
也不能自我毁灭
我只能 麻木地往前

胃里面 在打结
冰冷的手握成拳
我用尽全力呼吸
空气的新鲜


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